Dreams

My “LAST TEST OF ENGINEERING” got over recently. I can’t remember much except  the massive time crunch. The nights were spent trying to assimilate those all the data crammed into those huge textbooks.

And then one morning, I woke up and knew that I had a dream, a rather elaborate one. In fact , when  I started putting together the dream I remembered…

 It was day-time and I was .. studying! I was flipping through .. studying for the next day’s exam. And then I finish all the portions successfully and I know EVERYTHING in the text. EVERYTHING.

When I recollected the dream, I was for no reason joyful , until the sane part of my mind screamed at me “Studying in dreams is of no use, you moron!”

And then it me, dreams really don’t teach us anything new, anything that can be termed valid. It’s always a rehash of what we already know. Or it can be something we desire. Or both. Time truly stretches in your dreams . What can be hours can be days in the depths of your mind , hours can be minutes…

And then once again the sane part of my mind screamed ” Just 4 more hours for the test, you plan on failing or what?”. So that ended my thoughts on the workings of dreams

Have you got any such experiences , please do put them in the comment’s section!

Air India – Good for your health

My father had to go to Hyderabad, and he had the extremely good fortune of travelling in Air India. You know, the national carrier of our country. Makes you proud of it’s existence, doesn’t it?

Not really.

After boarding the plane at 6:30 p.m, my father settled into his seat near the front of the aircraft. Soon the plane rolled out onto the tarmac and up it went into the air(Phew!) About 15 minutes later the Air hostesses appeared to dish out their ‘complimentary’ food for their most privileged customers. What did they give?

No just kidding… How could they possibly give that!!!?

Valentine Backlash

February 13: Make plans on how to spit it out tomorrow. All is set in a hollywood/bollywood shtyle.

February 14 morning: Wear best possible dress. Rehearse the lines well. Head out on the mission.

February 14 evening:

February 15:

February 16:

I am sure all of us have been there/done that.

A lot of hype will surround the following two days. There will perhaps be some (D)Rama Sene, with its usual rants against the morals and immorals of today’s youth. There will <EXTENSIVE><EXCLUSIVE> and many more EX’s coverage by all news channel. There will be good business for the flowers seller(/ripper(both our cash/and those poor flowers)).

But what about the poor boy/girl whose heart has been on overdrive? Will all these matter?… Of course not!

He/She will be filled with hope, with dreams, with the possibilities. The anticipation, the joy, the rush. Unbeatable. Unmatched.

And that’s the wonderful spirit of Valentine’s . As simple as that.

Time to step up

As the new week rolls in, I was reminiscing about the week gone by. It has been crazy as hell. The ups , the downs were extreme at the minimum. Hence  there were a lot of mixed emotions going through me and yet again, I had to make a choice. What will I make of the upcoming week? Should I lie low or should I stand tall.
I made my mind up quick. I could call upon a large set of quotations to indicate my decision but this one sums it up the best.

” If in doubt , go flat out”

~ Colin McRae

So I have decided to fill this week with one and only one thing: Awesomeness.

What about you?

We have a problem

We offer a 100 solutions for our country’s problem

But are rarely part of the solution.

Exam hallinalli (In the exam hall) : A true story

Firstly, please do not try this while sitting in an exam hall…

Yeah, I got dreamy for all of 10 minutes during today’s 180 minute exam thanks to a circular which was not even addressed to my department. It said something about choosing an elective..blah..blah… and then ” Those who do not do so before the deadline shall… blah blah blah.” The last part where the department essentially threatened all the students really got me thinking.

Are we so bad that we need a threat to stick to deadlines? When someone says you got to do such and such work by such and such a date , isn’t it granted that we must indeed do it by that date and not later?

The answers are Yes and No. Yeah … I have seen people take the deadline term and turn it into a joke. The BBMP contractors for one seem to be leading the pack. Flyover to be completed in 3 months … or 6 months or whenever the hell we feel like completing it. Maybe we should use my college’s strategy to start issuing some threats to them as well. Who knows? It may work wonders. What say?!

why this kolaveri di

Facebook v/s Scrapbook

The following post is a blast from the past (4 years ago to be precise)…

 

I remember the day clearly when my parents told me that we would be moving to a new place at the end of my seventh standard in school. It inevitably meant that I would have a change of schools, which in turn meant that many of my present friends would soon become once-upon-a-time-friends. I dreaded going to school for the next few days as I knew that I had only one month left to spend in this school before the exams started. I was afraid that with the end of the term, all my friends and the memories associated with them would be gone. So I went to the nearby stationery store and bought myself a solution to this problem: Scrapbook aka autograph book. Passing the scrapbook around was quite an adventurous experience. As if dodging the teachers was not enough, I also had to contend with some of my nosy class mates. However, once completed, it contained the likes and dislikes of my friends, their favourites and not-so-favourites, their ambitions and their thoughts on me. Even today it is a treasure which I guard against my ever-enthusiastic cousins and parents.
Fast forward five years. It was twelfth standard. I now had a lot more friends when compared to school. But no scrap book this time. Enter Facebook, the “social networking” website. Simply put, it is a website where friends could stay connected even years after they went separate ways. All my friends were on it. And as if that was not enough, my teachers were there too. No more dodging teachers or nosy classmates, no more security setup required… Just send a friend request and voilà! I even managed to catch up with most of my class 7 friends. You can do various things like give your friends a virtual gift, or play virtual poker or even virtually kidnap them! If you ever feel the need to talk with one of the friends, all you need to do is log in and chat away to your heart’s content.
Of course there is nothing like the feel of holding a real book and sifting through the pages. Pages loaded with many a memory. Some happy , some funny and a few embarrassing once as well!

The curtain closes

Death is always tragic. No matter when, how or why.

A student belonging to my college took the extreme step of taking his life, which brought to light(again) the pressure, students face these days. The fact that it happened in my own college , made me feel all the more terrible about it .

The aftermath with student protests, vandalism are for all to see and infer. It sure was mindless (and wrong), but it was 3/2/1 years of frustration coming out.

What I wanted to point out, was that the lack of a counseling system which many would never have even heard of. A guiding is needed by all at all times for everyone. When that is not present , you can see the consequences. Many don’t know when to ask for help, let alone whom to ask. The college needs to establish this first. Let it be a guiding trend to all other colleges.

Student unions are not the answer if you ask me. Student forums are.  We all tend to become so embroiled in so many trivial things ,that we miss the bigger picture altogether. When you know that you are not alone in your miseries, you tend to think clearer.

We have one life to live. Live it.

 

P.S: There has a lot of noise about what happened and what did not. The reputation of the college has taken a serious beating. This intends to set it right.

Change is the only Constant

Wait… this not one of those full-time-emotional posts. Those who have been stalking me can turn away now… Or perhaps not.

Recently I realised how old my Honda Activa was getting and that got me wondering as to how much had changed… or the opposite…

Age may have made the paint slightly duller , and a couple of dents from an accident( yeah it was me… and yeah, I am still alive..) may make it look a little ragged, but it still is surprisingly smooth to ride. Consumes as much fuel as it used to and hardly ever needs servicing. You got to give credit to Honda for building such a … thoughtful gaadi.

Take a look at the latest generation of Honda Activa. It looks exactly same as the model in 2000!

Okay. May be not 'Exactly'.

Talking of things which hardly change…

Take a look at BMW 3 Series

The Beemer in 2007

And the Beemer in 2011...

Between the 4 years it has undergone about a ‘face-lift’ every year and it still looks exactly(and this time I really mean exactly).

Change is the only Constant they say… for BMW or Honda it is equal to 0.0000001 .

Sometimes when things work out fine , they are best left untouched! What say?

Image Credits: Zigwheels, CarMagazine, BMW